Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste
" I'm your sister's best friend and you're her brother. If things don't work out, it would never be the same again."
I fixed my skirt as he stood up. He towered over me, making me squirm as his heat brushed against my skin, making my bite into my inner cheek to suppress my shiver.
He move closer to me and his chest brush against my shoulder. " How will we know if we don't try Bailey?" He dipped his head, his lips brushing against my earlobe.
" I want you," He whispered, his fingers interlocking with mine. "All of you."
We are both breathing roughly and the sound of my heart in my very own ears is deafening.